Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 249

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
By J.S. Caldwell

**Chapter 249**

Leo stepped out of the bathroom, steam curling around him like a fragile veil. Clad in a crisp white bathrobe that hung loosely from his broad shoulders and soft slippers that whispered against the floor, he presented a striking image of someone caught between relaxation and distress. “She got out of the car halfway here and left,” he announced, his tone tinged with frustration that was hard to mask.

Jayceon, his brow knitted in concern, leaned in closer, his voice laced with urgency. “Where did she go?”

A helpless shrug escaped Leo’s shoulders, his eyes reflecting a mix of confusion and annoyance. “How would I know?”

The two men locked eyes, a heavy silence enveloping them, laden with unspoken emotions and a shared recognition of the chaos that had just unfolded. After a moment that felt like an eternity, Jayceon turned away, the weight of the situation pressing heavily against his chest.

Images of her tears haunted him, vivid and raw. She had cried so fiercely tonight; it was painfully clear how deeply she felt. A surge of determination coursed through him. He had to find her, to articulate everything that swirled within him in a way that would resonate with her heart.

With the night wrapping around him like a dark cloak, Jayceon stepped outside, urgency propelling him forward. He wandered through the quiet streets, his mind racing as he checked every familiar haunt that might harbor her— the Palmer family’s residence, the Brennan household, even the old family estate that echoed with memories. He couldn’t shake the thought of Kimberly’s apartment either; it was a place he fervently hoped wouldn’t cradle her pain.

As the clock struck one in the morning, Jayceon found himself standing at the grand gates of Vance Manor. The moonlight bathed the ornate wrought iron in a silvery glow, transforming it into something almost ethereal. Inside, he spotted Ryan, maneuvering Julian in his wheelchair, both men silhouetted against the dim light of the manor.

Jayceon lingered outside the gate, feeling the barrier between them—a mere structure of iron and hinges—take on a weight far greater. Their gazes met, a silent understanding passing between them like a fragile thread.

“Is she asleep?” Jayceon finally broke the stillness, his voice barely above a whisper, infused with both hope and trepidation.

Julian, draped in a deep V-neck robe, fiddled with the rosary beads resting in his lap, his expression unreadable. He nodded slowly, but the silence that followed was thick with unspoken thoughts.

A knot of anxiety twisted in Jayceon’s stomach. He hesitated, feeling the gravity of his next words. “Sorry to bother you,” he muttered, disappointment creeping in as he turned away. Climbing back into his car, he felt the engine rumble to life beneath him, a stark contrast to the turmoil swirling in his heart as he drove off, leaving the comfort of the manor behind.

Julian raised his hand slightly, and Ryan turned the wheelchair around, casting a glance back at Jayceon’s retreating figure. “Julian, Mr. Melendez must have been searching for her for quite a while to come here at this hour. Why didn’t he insist on going in to see her?” Ryan asked, confusion edging into his tone.

Julian chuckled softly, a cold sound that revealed his deeper understanding of the situation. “Arabella isn’t in the best state tonight, and she has work tomorrow. Jayceon was wise not to disturb her.”

Hours slipped by, and just after three in the morning, a disheveled Jayceon stumbled out of his car, the effects of alcohol evident in his unsteady gait. He leaned heavily against the elevator wall as he stepped inside. Just as the doors began to close, Samuel slipped in, eyes widening in surprise at the sight of his friend. “Whoa, what are you doing back at this hour?”

Jayceon felt the burn of the alcohol in his stomach, a harsh reminder of his reckless choices. He glanced at Samuel, but the words caught in his throat, tangled in the web of his thoughts.

The elevator doors opened, and Jayceon stepped out, his body heavy with exhaustion. Samuel hesitated for a moment, then followed him into the dimly lit hallway.

They entered Jayceon’s apartment one after another, and he collapsed onto the sofa, the cushions enveloping him like a warm embrace.

Samuel leaned back, assessing Jayceon’s state. “Whether you admit it or not, for Georgina’s sake, you gave up on Arabella—the one who loved you the most.”

Seeing Jayceon’s desolate expression, Samuel realized he wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. He stood up, urgency lacing his voice. “You’ve been childhood sweethearts for so many years. Stop pushing her away, and don’t make her hate you.”

After Samuel left, Jayceon lay silently on the sofa, the weight of his choices pressing down on him. His vacant gaze remained fixed on the ceiling, the corners of his eyes beginning to redden as unshed tears threatened to spill.

The early morning light began to break, casting a soft glow across the road in front of the hospital’s outpatient building. Just as Arabella stepped out of her car, her heart skipped a beat. There, standing with an air of determination, was Jayceon. He held breakfast in his hand, looking every bit the distinguished man in his sharp business suit, but the exhaustion etched on his face spoke volumes of the turmoil within.

As Jayceon approached her, Arabella felt a mixture of hope and trepidation. She stopped in her tracks, her heart racing, unsure of what this encounter would bring. Jayceon regarded her with cautious eyes, a silent plea lingering in the air between them.

In the dim morning light, the weight of their shared history hung palpably between Jayceon and Arabella, a tapestry woven with moments of love, misunderstanding, and heartache. As he stood before her, the breakfast he had brought felt like a fragile offering, a bridge attempting to span the chasm of their recent turmoil. Jayceon’s exhaustion was evident, yet within it lay a flicker of determination—a resolve to confront the choices that had led them to this moment. Arabella’s heart raced, caught between the hope of reconciliation and the fear of further pain. The air was thick with unspoken words, each of them acutely aware that this encounter could either mend the rift or deepen the wounds.

As they locked eyes, the world around them faded, leaving only the two of them suspended in time. In that instant, Jayceon understood that the path to healing would require vulnerability and honesty, not just for himself but for Arabella as well. He had wandered through the shadows of his choices, but now, standing before her, he felt the warmth of possibility igniting within him. Arabella, too, felt the stirrings of her heart, a reminder of the love that had once burned brightly between them. No matter the challenges ahead, they stood on the precipice of a new beginning, the spark of hope igniting once more as they prepared to navigate the complexities of their intertwined lives.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
In the upcoming chapter, readers can anticipate a pivotal confrontation that could alter the course of Jayceon and Arabella’s tumultuous relationship. With the weight of their past hanging heavily in the air, Jayceon’s determination to mend what has been broken will be put to the ultimate test. As he approaches Arabella, the tension will be palpable, and the stakes higher than ever. Will he find the right words to bridge the emotional chasm that has formed between them, or will his past choices continue to haunt him, pushing Arabella further away?

Additionally, the dynamics between the supporting characters will deepen, revealing how their perspectives influence Jayceon’s decisions. Samuel’s earlier confrontation with Jayceon will linger in his mind, prompting him to confront his own feelings and the consequences of his actions. Expect moments of reflection, as Jayceon grapples with his choices and the impact they have had on the people he cares about. Meanwhile, Arabella’s internal struggle will unfold, as she weighs her feelings for Jayceon against the pain of betrayal. The chapter promises to be an emotional rollercoaster, leaving readers on the edge of their seats, eager to discover whether love can truly conquer all.